Chapter 3 White 01 Diton's Observation and Thinking

When Li Chunyuan announced lunch, everyone couldn't help cheering. They should indeed cheer. At least they couldn't see a few living zombies in their sight. Whether it is mutant zombies, animal zombies or ordinary zombies, they have been almost killed by Li Chunyuan.

Cao Datou shouted tiredly: "I didn't expect that killing zombies would be so soft!"

Wu Yan saw at a glance that he was pretending, and deliberately looked for him with a smile: "It turns out that these zombies outside were all killed by you Cao Datou? That's amazing!" Cao Datou suddenly laughed dryly and secretly glanced at Li Chunyuan to see that he didn't seem to be angry, so he was relieved: "Wu Yan, you are falsely framed naked! When did I say that?"

"Just now."

"I didn't say that just now!"

The two people quarreled like children, which made everyone laugh. Di Tong also laughed, but after looking at Cao Datou, his mood became a little gloomy: Cao Datou could follow Mr. Li, but why did Mr. Li say that I couldn't? Is it because I didn't promise him in the first place?

With a flash of inspiration in his heart, Di Tong suddenly thought of something: Maybe he can find the answer he needs from Cao Datou? Thinking of this, he stared at Cao Datou.

"Don't make trouble." Li Chunyuan's voice seemed to flow into the boiling water as soon as the clear spring came, which immediately made everyone stop the noise. "Cao Datou, how much time do you think it will take for the west wall? Will it be more difficult than the south wall?

Cao Datou lowered his head and thought for a moment, and laughed: "Mr. Li, you have been worrying too much. How many zombies have you killed since yesterday to today? We don't know the number, but it's definitely more than a million. I'm quite clear about this, and I might as well calculate it for you. There are about millions of people in the provincial city. One batch of zombies were lost on the night of the riot. They were trapped in the building. They survived and continued to reduce the number of personnel. In addition, there are another batch of scattered people. In this way, how many zombies can be left in the west wall?

Li Chunyuan nodded and pondered, "Well, even with all kinds of animal zombies, there is absolutely not much left in the west wall. Just now, our voice was so loud that there must be zombies in the west wall. I'm afraid that those who are still stay in the west wall are all stupid zombies who can't even turn around."

"Yes, Mr. Li, that's what I think." Cao Datou said in a low voice.

" After lunch, let's go to the west wall and try to end it tonight. Let's go back to the provincial capital tomorrow." Li Chunyuan said calmly.

Cao Datou heard the words and replied seriously, "Yes, Mr. Li."

Everyone felt a little excited after listening to Li Chunyuan's words. Tonight, they may be able to clean up the zombies in the West District and return to the provincial capital tomorrow. Of course, this is a good thing that can't be better. Although it is more leisurely here than in the provincial capital, it is more reassuring to return to the human gathering area.

Di Tong carefully thought about Cao Datou's words and performance just now. There was no doubt that his performance made Li Chunyuan more satisfied. But what is the reason for satisfaction? Di Tong's brain, which had not been very sociable in the past, turned quickly.

Mr. Li asked one thing, and Cao Datou answered, which should be the main reason for Mr. Li's satisfaction. Can I also help Mr. Li solve such a thing? Di Tong shook his head when he thought of this. It seemed that he was not that material at all. It was impossible for him to allocate scheduling like Cao Datou, remember the data at any time, and communicate with people.

What other factors are there? Every sentence is called "Mr. Li"? I'm the same. There should be no problem with this. Di Tong suddenly thought of something. When Cao Datou answered the matter seriously, he said once, "Yes, Mr. Li." He said again, "Yes, Mr. Li." This means that Cao Datou is completely obedient and obedient to Li Chunyuan.

In the past, some young people's high-spirited Di Tong must have thought that Cao Datou was really backboneless and purely slave, but now that he sees Li Chunyuan's strength, he dares not think so casually. Mr. Li is indeed strong, beyond everyone's imagination.

In this world, it seems that the order has been completely messed up, and the things mentioned before have long been lost. Di Tong thought of this and suddenly shivered cleverly. If he hadn't been protected by Wei Jianzhong, he would have died long ago and couldn't die. It's no longer that civilized society, it's really not...

Di Tong thought in a mess in his mind. For a while, he seemed to have a complete understanding, and for a while, he felt that he seemed to think something wrong. He lowered his head and was completely stunned.

He thought about it for a whole afternoon and followed the crowd to the west wall. Li Chunyuan continued to kill the zombies with dark snow. He was still thinking that when Li Chunyuan ordered everyone to have dinner, he was still a little demented.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Lao Zhang stuffed the dry food into Ditong's arms and asked puzzledly.

Di Tong frowned and said, "I'm thinking about society..."

"Social?" Lao Zhang became interested, "Do you miss the civilized society with water and electricity in the past? Alas, there is nothing I can do. At least I used to be a college student. I still know about productivity and production relations. According to that theory, now we should be a slave society.

"It's not that..." Di Tong said, and then turned his head to think about his own problem,

After dinner, Li Chunyuan went to kill the zombies again, and occasionally asked people to clean up the corpses outside the wall.

It was not until after ten o'clock in the evening that Li Chunyuan and Cao Datou finished the work with satisfaction. The fact is indeed, as they expected, many zombies in the West District have been attracted to the south wall and were killed by Li Chunyuan, and the number and variation of the remaining zombies are much worse. Li Chunyuan has been killed for nearly ten hours since noon. He has almost cleaned up the western wall, but he can't see it clearly at night. If he throws out a torch, he can only see roughly, perhaps more or less than the zombies left in the south wall.

"Well, the zombies are basically killed. I'll go back to the provincial capital tomorrow." As soon as Li Chunyuan finished speaking, everyone couldn't help feeling weak and trembling in their hearts: Did this really make a person do this? Can this person still be called a human being?

"I thought of it!" Just when everyone was shocked by sleepwalking, some fat Ditong suddenly shouted.